Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lesotho and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Aswad to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Faraquet,
Marmalade,
Nirvana,
In Retrospect,
New Age Steppers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Unrelated Segments,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Letta Mbulu,
Sonic Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Whodini,
Goldenarms,
Jacob Miller,
Rotary Connection,
The Toasters,
The Victims,
Suburban Knight,
FM Einheit,
Surgeon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Max Romeo,
Bobby Sherman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Roy Ayers,
Public Image Ltd.,
Freddie Wadling,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ohio Players,
Ponytail,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fugs,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Glenn Branca,
Alton Ellis,
Blossom Toes,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Deepchord,
Interpol,
Patti Smith,
the Association,
Tom Boy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
The Walker Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick May,
La Düsseldorf,
Tubeway Army,
Skriet,
Scott Walker,
Radiopuhelimet,
Magazine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.